Then one morning, she wasn’t there. The next day, still no sign of her. After a week, worry pushed me to ask the manager. He mentioned she had taken a leave of absence for personal reasons. My concern only deepened, and with his quiet permission, I left a note—and he shared her address.
With tears gathering in her eyes, she whispered, “I always wished I had a dad who cared like you do.” In that moment, something shifted. Two people who felt alone in the world finally found the family they had been missing.